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[ Oh no . . . poor Diluc . . . he's impoverished. ]

I know I was among the Damned for a time, but my memories from then are foggy at best. I'm afraid I can't remember much of anything.

I had a feeling. It seems like we're all in the same boat... one full of holes and sinking steadily. [ scoffs. ] At least you won't be headed back there though, ...

. . . If landing here on a permanent basis was possible even from among the Damned, I'm sure you can manage it as well.

I need to make sure the Archon of Mondstadt doesn't continuously drink himself into a stupor, ...especially on sub bar liquor and wine.

The wine here is pretty disappointing . . . it's nothing compared to yours!

Perhaps you're just used to being spoiled. [ his lips lift into the barest of smirks. ] I'm sure this is what most people are left to drink...

Actually, I think I should blame you for ruining all other spirits for me!

...

You're welcome.

[ said like an asshole. ]

[ Huffs dramatically! ]

Anyway, I can't help you much in the financial department. I just got here, so I'm broke.

I'm sure that, in my brief stay, I'll somehow accrue more money than you. I already have three of my abilities, bard. [ though he didn't have to buy them, but that's not something venti needs to know right now. ]

[ bruh ]

I see your time in Hell has made you especially savage, Master Diluc.

Tell me I'm wrong.

[ and then a few moments of awkward silence and... ]

It is good to see you though. You're looking far less maimed than I would have imagined being on this show. I've heard things.

I'm sturdier than I look, believe it or not.

Truthfully, though, I can't say I'm glad too -- I might've rested much easier knowing everyone was safe at home.